Greengates

Read and share memories of Greengates and West Yorkshire inspired by Frith photos

Happy time long past.

The little shop in the far right of the photo was selling a tinplate model of the Airship R101 for which I had saved up for ages.Just when I was able to buy it the airship crashed in France. I did not buy it; for in my childs mind who would have a thing that was no good. I was also a choir boy at the church for years when I lived in Meadow Road.Greengates picture house was always a temple of adventure to me in which I spent many an hour. My memories of youth this area are priceles to me.
A.P
Contributed by Arthur Perrow

Happy time long past.

The little shop in the far right of the photo was selling a tinplate model of the Airship R101 for which I had saved up for ages.Just when I was able to buy it the airship crashed in France. I did not buy it; for in my childs mind who would have a thing that was no good. I was also a choir boy at the church for years when I lived in Meadow Road.Greengates picture house was always a temple of adventure to me in which I spent many an hour. My memories of youth this area are priceles to me.
A.P
A memory of Greengates contributed by Arthur Perrow

Pattern weaving at Reuben Gaunts mill

My dad got me a job as a trainee pattern weaver at Gaunts mill in the main street of Farsley. I was 16/17 at the time. I learned a lot in that 18 months or so and I also met a beautiful girl called Doreen Pankhurst, pity is I let her go... The smell of the mouse urine in the shed first thing in the morning made me feel SO sick, in the end I found another pattern weaving job and got my first motor bike, this allowed me to pick and choose any job I fancied until I came to Australia in 1964.  My Father aged 54 collapsed and died at the bus stop at RODLEY on his way home ...read more here
A memory of Farsley contributed by keith carter

Yeadon old prize band

My brother Arthur 2 years my junior and my father Ernest Carter (dec'd 1963)all played for many years with Yeadon old prize band.  We practiced 2 times a week in the old British Legion hut up behind the Yeadon town hall.  Many's the time we ALL had to run to catch the West Yorkshire bus 10pm from Otley to get us to Ravenscliffe Avenue so we could sleep and not be too tired for school the next day.  My first date was with a girl from Yeadon, Dorothy Akers, I was 12/13 years old.  Those were the days.
A memory of Yeadon contributed by keith carter